บท 543: New Job

Across the street from One World Trade Center in New York City.

Sitting at a streetside table in a café, Shen looked through the large floor-to-ceiling window at the towering building across the road.

Outside, despite the rain, there were still tourists standing on the sidewalk, braving the weather to snap pictures of the building known as the "Freedom Tower" with their phones. Some daring girls even discarded their umbrellas, letting the rain turn their T-shirts into sheer clothing, taking all sorts of selfies.

"So, if you want to impress a girl, the best gift would be the latest smartphone with a powerful camera — preferably waterproof."

Shen remarked as he lazily sipped his coffee.

A red-haired waitress in the café seemed to intentionally or unintentionally glance in his direction.

Sitting across from Shen was a young girl of obvious Asian descent, her head lowered, legs together, hands resting on her knees.